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Go to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html 20 Mikey and the Health Club By Matt Kendrick It was a very busy Friday night at Tom Bradley International Terminal at Los Angeles International Airport where Christian, Mikey and I were sitting outside awaiting the arrival of British Airways flight 269 from Zagreb, Croatia by way of London. It was semester break for Mislav and Nikola so they were coming to visit me in Serra Island as we had planned when I was in Croatia at the end of summer. "Tell me again how cute they are?" Mikey asked for the 20th time that day drawing a slug in the arm from his boyfriend. "Oow, I didn't say I was going to suck their large European uncut cocks, I just wanna know how cute they are." "I never said they have large European uncut cocks Mikey, I just said they are cute." Mikey gave me `the look', "I have the Internet you know. All those European boys have large uncut cocks." Christian giggled at his boyfriend's overheated libido. "TIMOTHY! Mi smo ovdje! (we are here!)", Nikola shouted as he and Mislav came out of the terminal building. "Crap, they are cute," Christian murmured, earning a sock in the arm from Mikey. "Turnabout," Mikey grinned. Both boys rushed to greet me, kisses and hugs were exchanged as would be normal in Croatia. Mikey and Christian stood by patiently while all this went on. When we got past the preliminaries I introduced Mikey and Christian. "Mislav, Nikola, this is my little brother Christian and his friend Michael." It wasn't official yet that Christian was my little brother, but for all intents and purposes there was nothing standing in the way of my parent's adoption of Christian so everyone was treating his addition to the family as a fait accompli. The boys exchanged greetings and small talk as we walked across the street to the stack parking lot. Once we got to my car we threw the boy's duffle bags in the trunk and Christian climbed in the front seat with me while Mikey and the Croatian boys got in the back. We were barely underway back to Serra Island when Mikey began his interrogation of the teens. "So... How did you guys meet Tim," was his opening salvo. "What can I tell him," Mislav asks me in Croatian. I laugh and answer in Croatian, "Mikey is a little pervert, but you can tell him as much as you want." "What did he say," Mikey asked Mislav narrowing his eyes. "Tim says you are a sweet boy and I should tell you how we met," Mislav responds. "Nikola and I were with our families on vacation at the beach where Tim has his villa in Croatia. We did not know anyone was staying there and we were swimming in his pool." Mislav left out the mentions of `nudist resort', `naked' and `giving Nikola a blow job.' Mikey isn't sure he is getting the full story so he asks if there is more to it. "Should I tell him it all Tim?" Nikola asks in Croatian. "Mikey is a TOTAL pervert, but you can trust him and tell him anything." Nikola nods, picking up the vibe I am sending him. "What did he say NOW," Mikey wants to know, frustrated by our use of Croatian. "He says you are a VERY sweet boy and very trustworthy," Nikola tells him. "Hmmm," Mikey grumbles, pretty convinced he is being had. "But what Mislav left out of the story was that the beach resort our families vacation at is a Naturist Resort, that he and I were naked in Tim's pool and that he was giving me a blow job on the side of the pool when Tim said `good day' to us." "I knew it!" Mikey exploded, "I knew there had to be a juicy story!" Christian just face palmed himself, "oh brother." The two hour ride back to Serra Island was an adventure. It was getting close to 10PM as we got near to Serra Island; I asked the Croatian boys if they were hungry or did they want to go to bed when we got home. Being teens I should have known the answer, food. I called De Stefano's from the car to order several pizzas with wings and sides. Not knowing exactly when we'd be home I said I'd come get them. I drove in my back gate, dropped Mikey, Christian, Mislav and Nikola off with their gear so they could get settled in while I went for the food. I drove through the garage and out the front. I couldn't have been gone more than ten minutes, but I when I drove back in the back gate I had four naked teens swimming in the pool, laughing and splashing around. They all jumped out of the pool when they saw food. Mikey had a triumphant look on his face as he spoke to me in a low voice. "I KNEW they'd have large European uncut cocks and I am going to learn Croatian so you guys can't talk behind my back anymore." I kissed Mikey on the forehead and slapped his bare bottom as he headed for the food. It was eerie how easily the four teens meshed. I wondered why everyone had such a hard time getting along in the world when it really didn't have to be that hard. They ate their pizza, talked about sports, movies and Disneyland. It was Disneyland that got Mislav and Nikola the most excited, so I decided maybe on Sunday we'd take a trip up to Anaheim for the day. Being Sunday Mikey and Christian would be able to go too. After eating the boys swam some more and then Jacuzzied, but I could see Nikola's and Mislav's long day catching up to them. "Okay boys, time to call it a night. Mikey, did you put them in the room next to yours?" Mikey and Christian were spending the weekend with me because of my foreign guests. "Of course," he beamed, but his grin told me he had plans beyond letting the boys sleep. "Give them a night of good rest, there is a long week ahead of us." Mikey looked dejected, but agreed. I couldn't tell if Nikola and Mislav understood what I was talking about or not. The boys headed off to their bedrooms and I went to mine to crash. I was just starting to fall asleep when I felt someone crawling into bed with me. "We were lonely," is the only explanation Mikey offered as he and Christian cuddled up next to me. I accepted kisses on the cheek from each of the naked boys before I drifted off into a dreamless sleep. Normally I am an early riser but the long day of the previous day had me zonked out until about 6:30AM when two more naked bodies joined me in my bed. "I see your family is very close," Nikola giggled as he and Mislav snuggled into bed on the side of me opposite Mikey and Christian. Thirty minutes later I slid out from under the covers to start breakfast and get the day started. I left all the teens where they were, sleeping. When I came back in another thirty minutes to wake the boys, they had shifted positions. Mikey was inside Mislav being spooned and Christian was spooning Nikola. The four of them were too cute to disturb so I went back to the kitchen to put the bacon and sausages in the oven to keep them warm and turned down the heat on the potatoes. The smells from the kitchen must have roused the boys because when I went back to check on them, the bed was empty and I could hear the shower running in my bathroom. A quick glance in the bathroom confirmed that all four were in the shower and too busy to notice me so I retreated to the kitchen to dish up the meal. The freshly scrubbed boys appeared ten minutes later, flushed and happy looking, in bathrobes. "Good morning my little miscreants," I greeted the group. The Croatian duo blushed demurely and the Serra Island pair grinned impishly. This was going to be an interesting week. I had considered a big party to welcome the boys to Serra Island, but with everyone busily engaged as their sports were reaching a crescendo, there just wasn't a good time to get everyone together. Instead I let everyone know I had guests they had to meet and they could stop by anytime today (Saturday) and then I arranged for small groups of guys to come over during the week to further introduce Mislav and Nikola to the gang. That Saturday was spent with a lot of lazy pool time and most of the guys on my list that I had wanted to meet Nikola and Mislav drifted in and out. Since we'd had pizza the night before, I ordered Chinese for lunch. Nathan Roberts was the delivery man for the Chinese food and he just shook his head at the assembly, all naked and splashing around or in various other activities. "I don't know what you have Tim, but I wish I could bottle it and sell it," he grinned. "It ain't complicated Nate, I have a cool pool, I feed `em and treat them with love and respect," I grinned back. Naturally all the boys who came over during the day immediately shed their clothes to join into the activities and had no problem doing so of course. "Is Serra Island a naturist resort Tim," Nikola asked as he came to sit by me with his plate of Chinese food. "Just this little corner of it Niki," I answered somewhat sadly, "if we were at the beach we'd have to stay dressed." "And these boys, are they all gay?" "That I don't know; some are, some are not I suppose. What I do know is that they are all okay with gay people and not shy about their bodies." After lunch several of the boys, including Niki and Mislav, sacked out on the lounge chairs and took an afternoon siesta. I figured this was a good, safe time for me to head to the store and get food for tonight. I was planning on grilling so I got hamburgers, some steaks, some local sausages and then all the accompaniments like potato salad, macaroni salad, green salad, potato wedges, chips, dips and even relish trays. I didn't know how many guys to anticipate for the night, so I bought a boatload more food than I thought I might need, but I figured I could easily freeze any food I didn't cook up or use it during the week. The basketball players who had been there during the day had left for their games that night, but the wrestlers and water polo players had arrived home from their tournaments during the day. Clay McClure, the cute blonde water polo player was here, and he had brought Miles Sullivan, the other water polo player who'd been a lifeguard at Christian's 14th birthday party. I suppose I was mildly surprised that Clay brought Miles, but then I didn't really know Miles that well. I guess if Clay brought him, then he knew that Miles was going to be open minded and closed lipped about the gathering at my house. Miles and Clay were in their board shorts as they had been for Christian's birthday party and I could see the top of the Speedos they had on underneath. They were talking to each other in low voices so I couldn't hear the topic, but I could imagine it as I saw Miles blushing as he surveyed the pool area and realized everyone, me included was naked. Whatever Clay said seemed to work because the next thing I knew he and Miles were stripping naked and leaving their suits on one of the couches. I noticed a few of the cross country guys who were there were paying casual attention to Miles as he pushed his Speedos down and Mikey and Christian were positively leering. Then they strode over towards me. I could see Miles struggling to not appear bashful. He made an unconscious motion with his arms to cover himself, but consciously stopped before actually doing so. I was sitting on my favorite couch and when Miles and Clay stopped in front of me to say hi, I followed Miles eyes as he checked me out. Again, it was probably an unconscious, automatic thing; guys, especially teens are curious. Did Miles eyes linger a bit below my waist, or was I wishing them to? "Thanks Tim for inviting us," Clay said. "Yeah, thanks," Miles echoed. "You know you can wear your Speedo Miles, no one will think anything of it. My guests, Nikola and Mislav are naturists from Croatia, but they wouldn't want you to feel uncomfortable. The Serra Island guys are used to be naked, if they want, when they swim here, but you don't have to be." Miles blushed, "no I am okay. I am not really bashful, but it is kind of new to me to be in someone's backyard and naked, but I am sure I'll get used to it." Like with many young guys, blushing just adds a level of adorableness and Miles was no exception. He was cute already. He was a big, Irish kid, what they call the "Black Irish" because of his dark hair and features. He had to be about 6'2", 170 pounds of lean muscle and his dick at the end of a nice happy trail looked decent sized. It was at least 5" flaccid so I was guessing it would be 6 ½" or more when erect. With the characteristic black hair of the Black Irish, his soft blue eyes stood out that much more and contrast the darkish complexion too. "C'mon and swim with us," Mikey said from behind Miles, tugging on his arm. As Christian came into view I saw Miles eyes pop as they surveyed Christian and got to his monster that hung over 6" flaccid. Miles saw me watching him, figured out I'd seen his reaction, so he let out a shy grin and shrugged his shoulders. I just smiled and nodded and off Miles and Clay went with Mikey and Christian. As the day wore on more guys came and went and eventually I fired up the grill, cooked a mass of meat; burgers, steaks and sausages, and no matter how much I cooked, it all seemed to disappear quickly. I noticed Miles and Clay having an animated conversation with Nikola and Mislav. Next thing I knew Clay was hopping out of the pool and returned with a water polo ball from his truck and the four polo players were playing catch and apparently talking about moves and strategies. So far the plan in the back of my head was progressing along. Of the guests that day, Miles and Clay were among the last to leave. They came over to say goodbye. "Do you have a lot of plans for them during the week Tim?," Miles asked. "Not really, did you have something in mind?" "We have club water polo practice three days this week. I was thinking maybe Mislav and Niki could join us?" "I think that is a great plan. Check out with Coach Sturgess what day or days you can do that and I'll schedule them in." It had been a full day of sun, swimming and activity and tomorrow we were getting an early start to Anaheim and Disneyland so my four house guests retired to their bedrooms early. In the back of my head though was a nagging suspicion that they might not be as tired as they were acting. Sure enough, when I turned on the desk top computer cam in Nikola and Mislav's room I saw four naked teens on two beds intertwined. I couldn't quite tell who was whom until one of the boys sat up from lying on top of another to snap some pictures with his iPad. I saw it was Mikey on top of Mislav, which meant the other bed was Christian and Nikola. I knew I shouldn't watch the intimacy between the boys, but heck, it had never stopped me before and I knew there was an exhibitionist/voyeuristic bent to each of them so my conscious would probably let me sleep pretty soundly when all was said and done. Mislav was flat on his back. Mikey handed him the iPad to record or snap pictures while Mikey went down on him. Mislav seemed surprised at the ease with which Mikey swallowed his 7 ½ inches, but then he'd probably never seen Mikey work his magic on the 8 inch cocks of Matt Phillips and Deputy Chief Budetti. Even so, it was impressive watching Mikey expertly work the teen' cock. Mislav captured the action with the iPad and then after a couple of minutes set it down while he swung Mikey around into a 69 position. Once Mikey was straddled over him Mislav picked up the iPad and began using it again. These were going to be incredibly hot close ups of Mikey's pucker, ball sac, cock and Mislav's finger in Mikey's butt. With Mikey on top of Mislav I could see over to the other bed where Nikola had his Smartphone out and using it to capture Christian giving him a blow job too. I was feeling guilty watching Christian because as each day passed I thought of him more and more as the little brother I never had, but when he got up on his knees with his cute little bum in the air, it was all I could do to not burst in the room and take Christian from behind. That guilty thought had me minimize the window so I couldn't see the action anymore, but I didn't close the window. I figured I'd check the boys in another thirty minutes or so and see what they were up to. My horniness wouldn't go away though so I thought I'd jump on M4M on Craig's List and see what was new and who was up. I saw one listing that intrigued me, "Serra Island Teen Curious", so I opened it. The body said, "18 sr at Serra Island Hi really curious and horny. Not ready to meet, but I want to cam with someone. Serious reply ONLY." I wondered if it was one of the guys in our little circle or someone new? So I responded from an email that didn't give away my identity and I got a reply almost immediately. "How old? Where from? Do you have kik?" "31, So Cal, are you okay with that?" I responded, "and I have kik, here it is, `Nor Cal 30'. "Yeah, 31 is cool. Okay, I`ll kik you." My phone buzzed as the kik message came through. "I wanna cam, but not show my face. Is that cool? This is totally new. Tonite is my first time ever trying this." "Really? You're 18 and never cammed before?" "Not with a guy. I've been around some guys lately I think are gay or bi and I dunno, it seems kinda hot. Do you wanna cam and are you okay if I don't show my face?" "Yeah, you have my email address, that is my Skype too, meet me there and we'll cam." I raced down to my office to take the call there. Just in case it was someone in our circle I didn't want them to see my bedroom and know it was me. That might scare them off, but no one really knows my office. My Skype was already ringing when I got there. I made sure the camera was pointed down so he couldn't see my face either. Again, if it was someone I knew, one of the guys, I wasn't ready to reveal who I was yet either. If it was someone I didn't know, they might know me and that would freak me out a little, make me feel vulnerable. I answered the Skype call. On the screen was a very hot naked body from the chest down. The guy was in boxers, but I could see they were tenting. My video showed me in my t-shirt and shorts. "Are you going to get naked?" he texted to me. He had the audio muted. I guess it was his first time so he was being extra cautious or paranoid. I didn't text back right away I merely removed my t-shirt. "Nice," was the next text from him. "Thanks," I typed back, "you look great too. You must be an athlete." "Yeah, I swim and play water polo." That surprised me a little. I had to know who this was since I knew who most of the guys on the water polo team were. I didn't think this was one of the seniors though because as I ran through the snapshots in my mind, the body didn't fit any of the seniors from this year. There were only five seniors on the water polo team and this body didn't match any in my mind. His Craigslist ad had said "sr" and "18", but if he wasn't either I was pretty sure he wouldn't be the first guy on Craigslist to lie about his age... nor the last. "Prolly shouldn't have said that," he texted next. "Ha ha, why?" "Well I've already said where I am from so I guess if you tried you could maybe figure out who I am and I just want to do all this kinda on the QT for now." "Don't worry. No plans to stalk you." But I will figure out who you are. Possibilities were already forming in my mind. "Did you want to text and jack or do you want to talk?" I asked next. There was a pause while he thought it over. "Talking is prolly easier than typing with one hand ha ha." "It is," I texted back. He unmuted his microphone; "hey" was all he said. "Hey to you too." "What do we do now," he wanted to know. "Well tell me what you are curious about, what you are thinking, what you'd like to have done to you or do to someone else?" "I guess I am curious about it all. I want to know why friends of mine like getting... you know... umm..." "Fucked?" I suggested. "Yeah that," he chuckled. "And what a dick tastes like. I mean I've gotten blow jobs from girls before, but I've never... you know, that thing you said, with one yet. I have an idea what it feels like, but I want to know why it feels good the other way too. I mean it must or guys wouldn't do it, right?" "Right, guys do get fucked because it feels good, but you need someone who knows what they are doing too and someone who cares if you hurting or if it feels good for you. Some guys just wanna jam it in and be done in three minutes. Then it isn't so good." I stood up and shoved down my shorts and boxers, revealing that I had a pretty good erection going on. I could hear him suck his breath in and the word `sweet' in a quiet undertone. He seemed to be stumped after that. "Why don't you slide off your boxers too. We don't need to do anything until you are comfortable." " `kay," was all he said. He lifted his hips off his chair and slid the boxers down and out of site. I presume he kicked them away based on how his body moved. "Sweet as well," I said to him He chuckled again, "oh, you heard that hunh." "Yeah and thanks," now I chuckled. And it was sweet. I guessed it to be about the same size as mine, maybe a bit less, just under 7 inches, but nicely thick in a manly way. He had a nice patch of black hair above his dick, which said he had to have black hair on his head as well and that narrowed the possibilities on the water polo team, if he was telling the truth about where he lived and swimming and playing polo. I suspected he was because I think he was too much of a rookie to know it is smart to lie about all that stuff if you want to remain anonymous. "Have you ever measured yourself?" "Of course I have," I responded, "I think every guy has. I'm a little over 7 inches long and a little over 5 inches thick. You?" "Same I guess, about 6 ¾ inches long, but I've never measured the thickness." We bantered on a couple of minutes more and I think he was maybe stalling a little because he didn't know what to say to move things along so I jumped in. "What should I call you?" I figured he wouldn't give me his real name and he didn't. "Uh Matt." I knew it wasn't Matt, but that didn't matter, it was a place to start. "Okay Matt, how about I start by describing how I'd give you a blow job and you can say the things you might say while getting off. You can stroke yourself at the same time. Then you can describe what you'd like to do to me and stroke some more. Don't get too close though and stop if you do and we can change it up." "Okay, that sounds cool." And so off I went describing to him all the things I'd do, and how I'd do it. He stroked and I told him to pinch his nipples a little and he did and moaned at that discovery. We spent a few minutes doing that and he backed off when he got too close. Then he sheepishly described his idea of giving me a blow job. I think he used some of the ideas I'd given him and maybe a little of his own experience with girls. That went on for a bit more, and then he cautiously brought up the one he was most curious about. "I want to know what it is like to get fucked." He'd had a hard time saying that earlier, but now in the throes of passion, he was less bashful. He was sitting in a standard office chair so I told him what to do next. "Okay Matt, get your hips down and your legs up on the chairs arm rests." He did, exposing a pretty pink pucker winking at me. Oh how I wish it were in front of me right now. "Use some of the lube from your dick and smear it on your hole and then insert your middle finger." He did as he was told and I walked him through banging himself while he wanked. Once he had two fingers in and was getting the hang of banging and jacking in rhythm I dropped the instruction portion and went into dirty talk mode. He seemed to love it and I knew there would be an eruption this time, there would be no turning back now. I was standing thrusting my hips forward into the cam while I gripped my dick tightly and talking to him. I described me thrusting deeply into him and the sound of my loin hitting his butt, but by this time I think he wasn't even watching anymore. He was just stroking and banging and listening to my voice. "Oh fuck, oh fuck," he gasped as ropes of cum shot up onto his chest and higher. He had six or seven good streams before it just oozed out. I could hear his breathing returning to normal. "Holy fuck that was intense," he said as he sat back up and wiped himself with a cloth. "Hey did you cum?" "Yeah," I laughed back, "you were too busy to notice, but I shot just after you." "Dude, that was like the best orgasm I've ever had!" "You wanna talk for a bit?" I asked him. This was the tricky time with straight boys. All their horniness is now on a towel and a lot just want to flee because maybe some guilt has crept in. "Sure." He showed no inclination to leave. His cock had deflated back to normal, or what I assumed was normal for him, but he didn't make any move to put his boxers back on. "So is that something you think you'd like to try for real?" "You mean getting..." The bashfulness crept back in. "And with you?" "Yeah I mean... you know" I teased. "Okay, okay... I really can say it... fucked. Yeah I think I'd like to try it. Did you mean with you? Where did you say you lived?" "I said I lived in Southern California." "Oh yeah, you said that. I live on Serra Island. Do you know where that is? I suppose we could meet sometime if you aren't too far." "And would you rather do it with me the first time or one of these friends of yours you think is gay or bi?" He hesitated. "I think I'd rather try it kind of anonymously the first time. Or maybe the first ten times. I don't know. I don't think I'm ready for any of my friends to know yet. I don't even know what I feel yet. It might be awkward." "Awkward for you or for these friends you think are doing the same thing already?" "Me I guess. I mean I don't KNOW that they are doing anything, I just assume it." We were both quiet for a little bit, then he asked the million dollar question. "When do you think we could meet? And where? What city are you in? Do you live alone?" I chuckled, "so many questions. Isn't the Hotel Victoria on Serra Island? I suppose I could get a room there?" "Hmmm, but what if someone I know saw me?" "Would it be unusual for you to be in the hotel?" "I suppose not, still, it kind of freaks me a little. Maybe a hotel halfway between where you live and Serra Island," he suggested. Time to blow his mind. "There are no hotels between my house and the Hotel Vic Miles." He looked like he'd been physically struck. There was panic in his voice when he spoke. "What the fuck, who is this?" "Relax you goofball, it's Tim." "Tim," he sounded unsure at first and then the nickel dropped. "Oh my gawd Tim, you won't tell anyone will you?" "Of course not Miles. If you decide you want to do something with me, it is strictly our business and if you want to keep everyone in the dark that we are even friends at all, we can do that too." He was quiet again for a little bit. "Do you think I am a total loser?" "Miles, of course not! Why would I think that?" "Because it seems like everyone else around is so sure and confident in who they are and I am a chicken butt." I moved my camera to focus on my face. "Not everyone is as self confident and assured as you think they are. Some of the guys have made the best of a bad situation like Josh from cross country, others are older and have just come to their conclusions recently and there are others, neither you nor I know about, that feel exactly like you do and may never confront those feelings, or wait until they are in their 30's with a wife and two kids before they do. There isn't a one size fits all answer here Miles. It comes down to when you are comfortable." Miles moved his camera to his face too. "I guess you've seen enough of that tonight," Miles grinned. "I could stare at it all night. You have a great body and a really nice dick." "You really think so? A nice dick I mean? That is one of those things you can never really talk about, you know. I mean, you never say, `hey bro, does my dick look cool' or `hey bro, that thing is hanging great today'. It just never comes up." "Everything about you is great Miles. You are cute, good personality, a great body and yes a great dick too. There is also nothing you can't talk to me about. No matter how weird or creepy you think it might be you can ask me and we can talk about it. "Thanks Tim... Good to know I can be creepy around you," a smirking Miles said. We chatted a bit longer before I told Miles I had to be off to bed, since I was taking the four boys to Disneyland the next day. As we disconnected from Skype, that spurred the thought that I should check on the boys to be sure they actually intending to get some sleep tonight. I pulled up the webcam in the room and near as I could tell, the boys were asleep, or at least trying to sleep. Niki and Mislav were now entwined in one bed with Christian and Mikey in the other and the lights were out. I could hear the radio playing softly in the room, but Mikey often went to sleep with the radio on. He said he found it soothing. I went back to my bedroom and fell asleep pretty quickly. I hoped I didn't oversleep because I wanted to get an early start to Disneyland in the morning. I needn't have worried because around 5:30AM I felt a strange pressure on my chest. At first I thought I was having a bad dream or maybe something medical, but as the fog of sleep lifted I lifted open one eye and saw a naked boy sitting on my chest with his face a foot from mine. "We are going to use your shower so we can save time," the naked boy said, "you can join us if you want your back scrubbed." "Okay Mikey," I said to the naked boy, "you guys get it warmed up and I'll be along in a minute." Mikey crawled off me and scrambled his cute little butt to my bathroom while I tried to come fully awake. A few more seconds and the fog lifted completely so I rolled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. The shower was steamy and I saw the outline of the four boys, or at least I think I could see the outline of four boys. It was hard to tell where one stopped and another started. With the arms and hands going every which way, it reminded me of Vishnu, the Indian god. I took a gratifying morning leak that reduced my morning wood to almost a semi. I could have delayed my entry into the shower a bit more until it had fully gone away, but all the boys except Christian had already seen it fully erect many times; seen it, heck it had been inside the other three any number of times. They turned as they felt the cooler air rush in when I opened the shower door and a gaggle of grins greeted me. Without a word Mikey pivoted from washing Christian's back to soaping mine. Christian soaped my front, even though I didn't really need help on the front side, but I figured what he was after. And sure enough it took only a handful of seconds before his soapy hands found their way to my semi erected cock. It started out a curious exploration, and quickly escalated to a full scale hand job. Damn if it didn't feel great, but it didn't feel right for a variety of reasons. It killed me to have to reach down gently stop him. "Not tonight dear, I have a headache," I said, trying to lessen the rebuff with a joke. "Why not," he pouted, in pent up frustration. "For one my mother would kill us if she thought we having sex." "It's just a friendly little wank," Christian pleaded. "No, besides, we don't have time, we need to get going." "Fine," he replied. But as he turned away from me he dropped the soap he was holding and thrust his cute little butt back into my now fully hard cock. The temptation to just plow ahead was enormous, but instead I just slapped it with an open hand, leaving a huge, red handprint. He yelped and moved forward. "So that's how you like it eh," Christian said, batting his eyes at me. "Hey, don't slap my boyfriend's butt," a voice behind me said, "unless you slap mine too." "That can be arranged," I smirked at Mikey. Both Mikey and Christian's eyebrows shot up as I made my exit from the shower. The four boys followed me out of the shower and dried off. Mislav and Nikola headed back to their room to get dressed and as soon as they were out of ear shot Mikey spoke up. "Okay, seriously when?" "When what?" "When can we arrange for you to spank Chris's and my bare butts?" I opened my mouth and was going to say I was just jerking his chain, but that isn't what came out. "We'll talk about it after Niki and Mislav go back home." Part of my brain was saying I was just being practical, that I knew I'd never be able to resist the two of them working me over so it was inevitable that we'd have sex. Bullshit! another part of my brain screamed; you've had more than one erotic dream about Christian and you know you are dying to go there. I couldn't really disagree with either part of my brain. I think it was inevitable and yes, I really did have a weakening in my resolve to say no. Mikey tapped his head with one finger and said, "I have that marked down in my calendar." I laughed, but I knew he was serious and I knew that as soon as the Croatian pair left, I was committed. Oh well, I sighed to myself, there were worse fates. End of Chapter 20 P.S. author's note: sorry for the delay between chapters, but sometimes real life catches up. We are down to the last few chapters so I hope you hang in there with me and the boys from Serra Island.